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"Is it ?" she asked

He shook his head "No, it’s ti not to smile

"How bad is it?"

"You o downstairs" His eyes danced with laughter She wanted to pull the pillow over her head Sighing she got up and walked over to the bathrooone She reached for the doorknob and noticed he was staying fairly close to her

Turning, she looked him in the eye "I don’t need a babysitter, Gavriel"

"Maybe I just want to always be near you"

"Fine, but you stay out here while I make myself presentable," she countered

He nodded and pointed to the bathrooht out here"

She huffed and walked into the bathroo the door behind her When she looked at herself in the asped On the other side of the door she heard his chuckle Her hair was sticking straight up Mortified, she turned the water on and wet her hair She ran a brush through the tangled mess until she looked less like an escapee from an insane asylum and more like the socialite she was She powdered her face with her compact and added a bit of lipstick She was so pale she needed the pop of color the lipstick provided

"When were you going to tell me about your alert necklace?" she heard hian to curse her fathers Of course they would tell hiical leash She opened the door and scowled at hi We don’t need it"

"I must insist that you recode it so that should you ever need to use it, it will alert me and not your fathers who are across the country and not in a position to provide immediate assistance" One look at his face and she knew better than to argue She had learned growing up, you had to pick your battles and this was one she would not win